It’s been roughly fourteen years since I bought a new road bike and although a little rusty now, that one’s still going strong. Yesterday I picked up a Cannondale Six13 at a very decent price for the spec. Very light and an excellent, stiff ride. Now the long mission to rebuild my cycling muscles begins again for the Nth time. I’m going to try to commute to the office using it too – not the full distance, but about seven miles each way, plus a ride on the BART.
The local bike shop staff on Stanyan Street are poor salespeople. Perhaps they don’t earn commission or any kind of bonus, but they did a terrible job of keeping my interest. Surprising for America really, most other places you go to spend money the staff are always super-keen to help.
There was a team night out this week and I got so blisteringly drunk it was like being a student again. Whiskey + vodka + Jaegermeister + Champagne = certain death. Then I picked up a really bad cold in the days following and for me to be ill twice in two weeks never happens. I guess it was only a matter of time before the local bugs caught up with me.
Nine-foot flightless birds with four-inch claws are not cute. A friend linked me this hilarious story about a guy who was beaten up by an ostrich in front of a prospective girlfriend. He returned later with a gun, shot it seven times and is now being sent to prison.
On a musical tip, I “discovered” the Metalheadz MDZ05 album mixed by Goldie and chums, it has some great tracks on it, definitely worth a visit if you like drum’n'bass.
It’s the Jewish passover this week so my housemate has been sent a box of unusual food by his mum. I’d never eaten Matzo before but Dave’s mum has crumbled it and mixed it with chocolate, yummy!
I’ve also discovered Bill Maher, a liberal political comedian on TV who makes scathing, witty statements, usually at the expense of anything related to the Republicans. Funny as hell. They should broadcast shows like this in Britain (and Europe in general) as it would provide entertaining evidence that not everyone in this country is the gun-toting oil-guzzling stereotype that has come to be so disliked over the last five years.
